Malus Songtext
von ANGEL-MAKER

Empty words
Empty promises that constantly break
Like a thief in the dark
Grab all you can take
I′m counting stock
And yours is gone
My faith in you is all but lost

There's a lie
There′s a doubt
There's a vaccum inside
Destitute
In the midst
Of a crisis confide
In the nights at home
My malice sowed:
I'll always be on my own


I′ll spend winter on my own

There′s no trust
There's no love
There′s no place to escape
There's no home
There′s relief
In bonds to be frayed
Another chill that catches you
Frozen branches still bear fruit

There's a light
There′s a hope
There's a place to escape
There's a home
There′s relief
In the roots that we laid
Belonging here is all unknown
We are not alone